If you can catch people with your eyes, then Chen Chuan, who was sitting under the tree and staring with his eyes widened, must have been able to capture all the two fugitives in the white car in one go.

However, Chen Chuan himself knew that it was already at his personal extreme with his courage and ability to achieve this level. Although the white car was not far away in front of him, the fugitive who had killed people and had guns was sitting in the car, he could only stare at him.

Really, stare at me.

He understands this very well if he loses someone.

Besides, now that people have cars, the road is smooth and smooth when they are naked. If they really force the other party, it may be impossible to get off the accelerator and run around and run out of a way out.

When the other party is prepared, the bicycle probably won't be able to catch up.

The assistant policeman standing next to him saw the two of them looking at each other from the air, especially the young man sitting under the tree, his aura was no less than that of the social person who was sitting in a car and had tattoos on his neck.

Waiting for the white car to drive away, he looked at the young man sitting on the ground and asked with some gossip:

"Brother, do you two have a grudge? What kind of grudge? It's not because of a woman? You just threw a bicycle at the intersection to block this guy? What kind of bicycle was thrown? They threw it into the gutter on the side of the road. If you want me to say, you have to smash the motorcycle. Then ride it in front of you and suddenly brake around him in a semicircle, tsk tsk..."

I have to say that this traffic assistant policeman with strong business capabilities is also first-class in his personality. At this time, he exerted his extremely rich imagination and directly imagined the love, hate, and love between the rich second generation, the three great brothers and the goddess.

After hearing this, Chen Chuan suddenly shuddered. Isn’t this a ready-made spy?

He stretched his hands up, grabbed the forearm of the assistant police officer, followed the other party's imagination, and opened his mouth to carry forward his son's true nature.

"Brother, that gangster stole my girlfriend and asked the king to force him to the bell! Now we have to follow them!"

scare!

The auxiliary police officer was startled. He just made up randomly before, but he didn't expect to make up this "hard" scene and said incoherently: "This... you have to find the police to do this, how can I control it!"

Chen Chuan tried hard to pull the other party to him, stared at his eyes and said quickly: "I have called the police! The police are on the way to come! We have to guide them!"

Thinking of the fierce Buddha tattoo on the man's neck, it was not easy to mess with. The auxiliary police shook his head like a rattle: "No, really not! This matter is really not my responsibility, you have to find the police! Brother, I advise you..." Qian Qian's correspondent

Chen Chuan had a sudden inspiration and used his money ability to take out a stack of money from his arms and stuffed it directly into the other party's clothes.

"Brother, we just need to follow the car. I'm on my phone and position it, and the police will follow me! Save my girlfriend!"

"Forehead..."

This traffic assistant with strong business ability looked at the poor rich man, tightened his clothes and said righteously:

"Brother, I was so busy dealing with an accident just now. To be honest, I am the policeman, let's go to save my brother and sister now.

"Go! Get in the car and hold it tight!"

......

Inside a white sedan.

Old A was sitting in the passenger seat, feeling uneasy, and from time to time he looked at the right-looking mirror.

"Brother, who is that kid?"

A young man with a small, fierce face, held a cigarette in his mouth, leaned his left hand against the car frame and his right hand casually placed on the steering wheel. There was an ugly scar on his face, extending from the corner of his right mouth to the bottom of his right earlobe.

Lao A came to his senses, took out a pack of Huazi from his top pocket, and pulled out one from it. He first put it under his nose and sniffed it a few times before he grabbed the cigarette between his fingers and took a big mouthful of force.

It seemed that this was the last cigarette in his life.

After a few breaths of smoke, Lao A calmed down a lot.

He didn't want to show fear in front of his younger brother, so he pretended to say the conclusion that he had already overturned before, and then casually changed the topic: "That person is probably a policeman. Xiao Ming, if you are in this situation, just smoke less cigarettes."

"Police?" Xiao Ming curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Why are you so brave? Just letting us go like this? You're too timid."

Old A didn't want to repeat this topic again. Seeing that Xiao Ming was still smoking, he sighed and said, "I know you are impatient and want to vent. But the elder brother still advised you. The last few months will be left to your family. People like us have been living for most of our lives and will eventually go home. You, don't waste the short time of people. I came back this time just to leave some money for my family before surrendering myself."

After hearing this, Xiao Ming took two puffs of cigarettes and snatched out the cigarette: "Brother, don't say it seems like I'm going to die soon. Although I've been a little bit till I'm not going to let my mother raise me for so many years in vain."

When talking about "mom", Xiao Ming, who had a fierce face, couldn't help but calm his expression a little.

Old A deliberately turned his head out of the car and boat, looked at the rapidly regressing scenery outside, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Ming, if you have divided the money this time, we will part with it. I guess we will meet again in the next life."

Xiao Ming knew it very well.

From Lao A's previous words, he already had the intention to surrender to the public security organs. Based on this murder case, even if he surrendered himself, it would be a ten-year prison term.

It is obvious that the little one who is seriously ill is hard to wait.

"Brother..."

Perhaps thinking of the little policeman I ran into before, Xiao Ming smiled for a moment and finally said seriously:

"Brother, if the police come, I will block you. If I lose, remember to make some money from my mother."

When Lao A heard this, his heart trembled violently.

He turned his gaze back from the window and comforted him: "It's okay. I was joking in front of me, but that kid was not a policeman. I ran into him in the alley first. He didn't react at all..."

As he said that, Lao A suddenly fell silent.

From the rearview mirror inside the car, he clearly saw the traffic police officer he had encountered at the intersection before, riding a motorcycle and hanging from behind.

There were two people on the motorcycle!

Xiao Ming, who also found out from the rearview mirror, smiled brighter, but his eyes were getting colder and colder, and there was a cold determination in his eyes.

He turned the car into a small road with a swing of the steering wheel, drove for a distance, and when the body was barely immersed in the second corner, he stepped on the brakes hard.

The white sedan made a harsh sound, and the tires rubbed rapidly with the ground, leaving a short brake mark.

Due to inertia, the two people in the car could not control their bodies and rushed forward, and then they were held tightly by the seat belt and then brought back to the back of the chair.

The older old A was a little dizzy after being tricked, and then a dull sentence from my younger brother and the "bang" sound of the car door switch came from his ears.

"Brother, remember to get my mom money when you look back."
Chapter completed!